The Wedding Crash: Delivered From The Dead

The Wedding Crash: Delivered From The Dead

Evie Schoofs

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I worked three desperate jobs for Olivia, my wife, after her family's fashion empire crumbled, drowning in millions of debt. She claimed we needed a 'fake divorce' to protect me, a sacrifice I bravely accepted, even enrolling in a high-risk medical trial for quick cash. But one afternoon, arriving home early, I overheard her silky voice, a shocking confession to her assistant: our 'divorce' was a charade. She planned to marry her brand director, Julian, for a 'big splash' society wedding, then later divorce him and remarry me. My world imploded. Every ounce of my dedication, every aching muscle and every risk I took, had been a calculated lie. The divorce papers became lead in my hand, burning with the truth of her deceit. Then came the crushing news: the experimental trial had failed, leaving me with just one month to live. Adding insult to fatal injury, I received her elegant wedding invitation to Julian Thorne, set for one month from now. How could the woman I'd loved so fiercely, for whom I'd sacrificed everything, be such a cold, calculating monster? My heart shattered, but a quiet resolve hardened my spirit. I wouldn't be there to see her wedding, but my final, silent revenge would arrive precisely on time, delivered in a shocking package for Olivia Hayes, at The Grand Astoria, on her wedding day.

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I worked three desperate jobs for Olivia, my wife, after her family's fashion empire crumbled, drowning in millions of debt.

She claimed we needed a 'fake divorce' to protect me, a sacrifice I bravely accepted, even enrolling in a high-risk medical trial for quick cash.

But one afternoon, arriving home early, I overheard her silky voice, a shocking confession to her assistant: our 'divorce' was a charade.

She planned to marry her brand director, Julian, for a 'big splash' society wedding, then later divorce him and remarry me.

My world imploded.

Every ounce of my dedication, every aching muscle and every risk I took, had been a calculated lie.

The divorce papers became lead in my hand, burning with the truth of her deceit.

Then came the crushing news: the experimental trial had failed, leaving me with just one month to live.

Adding insult to fatal injury, I received her elegant wedding invitation to Julian Thorne, set for one month from now.

How could the woman I'd loved so fiercely, for whom I'd sacrificed everything, be such a cold, calculating monster?

My heart shattered, but a quiet resolve hardened my spirit.

I wouldn't be there to see her wedding, but my final, silent revenge would arrive precisely on time, delivered in a shocking package for Olivia Hayes, at The Grand Astoria, on her wedding day.

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